Instant Obsession (Best Friends Duet 2)

“Yes,” she breathily moans, clenching her tight cunt around my cock.

“Good. Addison, come for me.” She does as I command, dragging me with her and taking my seed. Fuck, the vision of her pregnant turns me on, and I jet out one more stream of cum into her tight womb.

Chapter 8

Tanner

I want to stay like this and forget the world, but I know we have people out there waiting for us. Pulling out of her sweet warmth is pleasurable torture. Her blood and our come drips onto the blanket. The control freak in me wants to clean them, but the beast she unleashed intends to hold them up as a shrine to our future and to let every fucker out there know she’s mine.

My eyes rake over her sexy form, taking in every inch of her. The blush on her flesh from my body grinding on her small perfect one goes all the way up to her face.

“You’re fucking beautiful, Addison. I’ve been waiting for this moment from the second you stormed into my office.” She blushes and bites down on her bottom lip. My mind takes a mental snapshot of this moment. Fuck, I groan internally. Stepping back, I go into the bathroom and come out with a wet washcloth. It’s the least I can do since we’re both needed downstairs very soon. As I try to wipe her, she takes it from me and rushes off to the bathroom, closing the door behind her.

I hear the sink running briefly then the toilet flush. I chuckle to myself and look for her dress after sliding on my boxer briefs. She steps out, and I hand her the green fabric that luckily is still intact. Addison takes it from me, stealing only a swift glance up at me.

We fix our clothes in silence. Fuck, I not only took her on my childhood bed, but I fucked her virginity away. That fact keeps my dick hard as I help her zipper her dress. Her hair is a mess, but it’s so fucking sexy.

“We should have done that right,” I mutter, slipping on my dress shirt. I’d never been that spontaneous. I was the typical stuffed shirt accountant people joked about. That was until I saw her. All things changed after that. I don’t think that boring Tanner will ever make an appearance as long as I have her. And I plan to have her forever. The very feel of her in my arms when I wake up would drive me into a beast. She’s silent, refusing to acknowledge what I just said.

“Excuse me, I have to go look for the bride. She must be wondering where I am.” She dashes out of the door before I can stop her. I pull on my pants and finish dressing because I know where to find her. If this had been any other place, I’d be running down the hall in my boxers to stop her from leaving me. Fuck the bullshit, I’d go balls out to keep her from disappearing from my life.

I sit on the bed, realizing her panties are still there. I bring them to my nose and sniff them like the pervert I’ve just become. My cock throbs again as if I didn’t just come twice.

I tuck them into my pants pocket, smiling the entire time. These babies are mine now.

Adjusting my tie in the mirror, I don’t hear the door open again, but I catch sight of Tanya. “What are you doing in my room? Get out.”

“Oh, please. How many times are you going to play obtuse? You know why I’m in here.” She runs her hand over her cleavage as if I’m supposed to find it sexy.

Then it hits me why she’s in here. Holy fucking shit. A bunch of memories flash in front of me. I can’t believe she’d try that shit after everything that went down. “For the love of God, you better not be in here for what I think you’re in here for. I don’t want your old ass. I never ever wanted you.”

“Hey, bro, are you in here?” Thank the damn stars.

“Come in, Emmitt,” I call out, staring at his mother with utter disgust. He comes in and looks strangely between us.

“You’re brother’s disturbed,” she mutters, walking out of the room, slamming the door behind her. Emmitt locks it as I flip her off, but I’m not going to tell my brother what she said.

“Hey, Tanner, thanks for coming and doing this. You know I would do the same for you.”

“I know, but you know how I am.”

“Have you spoken to Addison yet?”

“Yes, but we didn’t practice the walk.”

“I’m sure that’s okay.” He looks over to my messy bed and then asks, “What did my mother want?”

I get his suspicion. He knows my bed is always perfectly made especially since I wasn’t even here long. He’s got the wrong idea, but the smell of sex permeates the room. I play off his concern because he doesn’t need to know how disgusting his mother is today of all days. “Just to piss me off. What’s new? But forget about her. I know I will. Besides, today is all about you.”